Somehow, the Daily Prophet managed to cover to entire front page with pictures of me and Lysander, with a romantic article on how our relationship is true love and will last forever.

I hoped it would, but I didn’t need all of Great Britain knowing.

I was trying to eat my breakfast while the first years stared at me. I was gripping Lysander’s hand under the table, and every so often he sent me a goofy grin, which nearly got me calmed down.

The real panic came when my brothers showed up.

Yes, that’s right, my brothers.

Idiots.

Lysander and I were walking out of the Great Hall, with plans to work on out Puffskein essay before Lysander has to go to Potions.

That didn’t work out, since the moment we stepped into the hall. James burst open the entrance doors, with Albus quick on his heels. They both backed Lysander against the wall, grinning like mad men.

“Guys..?”

“Exactly what are your intentions with our baby sister punk?” James growled.

“You gonna treat her right?” Al countered.

“Boys, really? This behavior is so pointless.”

Oh Merlin, I sound like my mother.

Kill me.

“What. The. Hell. Is. Your. Problem. You. Prats?”

They didn’t seem to be listening though, so I pulled out my wand and started firing at my brothers. Not much happened, but it made me feel better.

“Lily, Lils, babe, come on, stop that now.”

Lysander was whispering softly in my ear, trying to get my wand out of my tight grip. I loosened my fist and took advantage and took my wand from me.

“Better?” he asked.

I nodded. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey now, I’m not angry. But I know that you’ll want nieces and nephews one day, and we aren’t getting any out of Lorcan, you your brothers are your only hope.”

I sighed dramatically. “I guess you’re right. Bye boys.”

They turned and left quickly, and I turned around to look Lysander in the eye.

“Now, how would Lorcan have anything to do with me having nieces and nephews?”

Lysander blushed deeply and tried to stammer out a reply. I kissed his cheek, giggling.

“Come on, I’ll walk you down to Potions.”

He smiled and took my hand, and we headed down the stairs to the dungeons.

When we got there he smiled sadly and kissed me.

“I’ll see you at lunch, kay?” He nodded in response and walked backwards into the room, not taking his eyes off me until he was in his seat.

I smiled and headed for the stairs to go back to the Common Room to study until Herbology. I was stopped by Ella and her minions, Natalia McClaggen and Scarlett Bones.

“So Lily, I hear you’re dating Lysander now.”

“Uh, yeah, I am.”

“That’s so cool. Aren’t you just lucky?”

Her arms were crossed and she cocked her hip; Natalia and Scarlett did the same.

“Is there a point to this, because I have some homework to finish…”

She leaned forward, resting on her toes and completely invading my personal space. “Watch your back Lils. We wouldn’t want someone swooping in on your new boyfriend.”

“Oh, wait, so now you want Lysander? Hello, how many years did you have? I’m sorry you’re dad went down in history as a douche bag Ella, but that doesn’t mean you have to take it out on me, or my boyfriend, so back off. We’re done here.”

I was so angry, and I stormed away so fast I nearly didn’t hear her say, “Oh Lily, we’re nowhere close to done.”

She walked away then, and I knew she was feeling smug.

That wouldn’t do, now would it?

“You know Ella, if you’re gonna try and go after my boyfriend, you might want to bleach that ‘stache.”

She spun around, her eyes blazing, her hand under her nose.

“Why you little – ”

“She is rather tiny, wouldn’t you say Ella?”

I felt an arm snake around my waist, and I instinctively leaned into the mass behind me.

“Lysander!” Ella squeaked, tugging on her shirt.

“How’d you get out of class early?” I asked, ignoring Ella completely.

“Dan Finnegan blew up his cauldron again,” he replied casually, tugging on the burnt end of his sleeve. “I had to dodge out of the way to not get completely drenched.”

Before I could even open my mouth to speak Ella had pushed herself towards Lysander.

“Oh poor baby. Look at your sleeves. Did it hurt terribly?”

“Ummm, no?” Lysander was so confused, both by Ella’s behavior and my furrowed brow.

“Come on, let’s go to the Common Room.” I slowly pulled him towards the stairs around Eliza, who was completely smoldered

“Why was she acting like that?” He asked.

“She was flirting with you?”

“Why?

“Because she likes you.”

“Why?

“Why do you sound so shocked?” I wasn’t going to lie, I was jealous. If Ella Smith wants something, she usually gets it.